He fought the urge to look back, knowing that a single misstep could give him away. The burglars’ muffled footsteps echoed from the hall behind him, edging closer as they crept back to their original path.
He rounded the final corner, seeing the polished wooden counter of the front desk. The silent alarm button was mounted just under the edge of the counter, hidden from casual view. Reaching it would only take a few more steps, but he’d have to expose himself slightly to get close enough.